and it's ok for me if you want to finish this thread soon. but I'll invite myself to play with you more times 'cause it's really fun (if you agree, of course), and after the first week of december, I'll be in a less hurry (I hope so), so I'll able to play more often.
ps: it's still not so good 'cause I'm still tired. but I enjoyed writing this. I hope you have fun too :3
‘Of course.’ The annoying little voice answered on her mind, as if it was headed to an annoying child ‘Hemming just said about the stables, didn’t he?’
Claire shook her head, trying to focus on her way and new companion. A bird chirped far ahead. The small femme’s eyes were still staring at the village, a wonderful sight framed by the sunset, and although she did want to stare up at her new friend to answer his questions, the sight of her new homeland with all those amazing colors and shades, still held her eyes like magnets, so she just waited, until her good green pupil were able to roll up, and encounter Hemming’s.
They were considerably close to the stable when the small femme finally broke the silence between them, frowning:
“Why did you choose to show me the stable first?”. She just couldn’t understand. She’d never been much close to a horse. She didn’t understand how and why some of them were so close, just like old friends. Or family. Deep inside her chest she found that kind of relationship a little odd, but it was something one would keep within him forever. Or as long as she didn’t know whether her companion would take this as an offense.
